O poplars
You grow with me
Teach me to be a good boy with the changes of your seasons
Spring
You told me
You must lay a good foundation
Grow strong buds
Tell me
The plan for a year lies in spring
. Son
told me
As long as kung fu is deep
iron pestle is ground into a needle
Autumn
You told me
No matter what you do,
Don't give up halfway
Don't be like my first fallen leaf
Tell me
A drop of water can penetrate a stone
.